#1 Son and his band are leaving next week for a whirlwind west coast tour. I’m not sure that I’m ready, as a mom, for that to happen. He’s unhappy with me because I’m not just overjoyed at their success. But I am overjoyed at their success. I’m not overjoyed at the thought of a bunch of kids on a long-distance road trip (covering Seattle to Bakersfield) in the dead of winter. I will be overjoyed when they get back.

I have to worry. I’m a mom. It’s my job.

Parents out there… back me up on this!

Other than that, no good reason for not writing in here more often. Just busy.

I’ve been getting home late, and I’ve been tired, I’ve been having endless “winter-driving why hauling a trailer on a long road trip and why it will make the estimated time from point A to point B longer than expected” discussions with the other member of my household. I haven’t even been knitting… much. Just a little. I’ve done about 20 more rounds on Sock Scarf 2. I’ll try to get a better picture up.

I’ve been having lots of fun snapping pics with my new camera — gotta try it out and make sure that everything works, y’know. I actually have a photo that proves that I can see Mt Hood from my window at work, now that the trees are gone. I’ll try to get that posted.

The unfinished objects remain, alas, unfinished. But I comfort myself with the knowledge that I am far outstripped in numbers of UFOs by the blogger at Curious George Knits. She has 19.

The peculiar evil of silencing the expression of an opinion is, that it is robbing the human race; posterity as well as the existing generation; those who dissent from the opinion, still more than those who hold it. If the opinion is right, they are deprived of the opportunity of exchanging error for truth: if wrong, they lose, what is almost as great a benefit, the clearer perception and livelier impression of truth, produced by its collision with error.